[His face doesn't show it, but Akira is absolutely mortified by his hand being sufficiently slimed by goat drool. Oh God, that's a terrible sensation. He doesn't recoil, despite himself, letting Billy enjoy his snack and drool all he likes, smiling a little all the same. He glances up at Minato and the outer corners of his eyes pinch in a catlike extension of his smile.]
[When he looks back, he looks past his hand to the tuft of "beard" on Billy's chin, and the fluff beyond, and the smile fades. His whole expression fades, really-- he goes very blank and very still, getting an oddly faraway look to him where he appears to be looking somewhat through the animal in front of him. Hm. It's not dissimilar to the strange look to him as he looked from the scarf to Minato and back, just earlier.]
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[His face doesn't show it, but Akira is absolutely mortified by his hand being sufficiently slimed by goat drool. Oh God, that's a terrible sensation. He doesn't recoil, despite himself, letting Billy enjoy his snack and drool all he likes, smiling a little all the same. He glances up at Minato and the outer corners of his eyes pinch in a catlike extension of his smile.]
[When he looks back, he looks past his hand to the tuft of "beard" on Billy's chin, and the fluff beyond, and the smile fades. His whole expression fades, really-- he goes very blank and very still, getting an oddly faraway look to him where he appears to be looking somewhat through the animal in front of him. Hm. It's not dissimilar to the strange look to him as he looked from the scarf to Minato and back, just earlier.]